There is this thing that happens.
You want to share with the world but you realize your sharing hurts others.
So. You stop.
You don’t even know how to write again because your whole purpose in writing and sharing was to create more expansion to know we are all actually love and my experiences may be like your experiences. It is in hoping that somehow words I can put on a page will make you feel less alone.
It is hard when you are going against the people you love the most by simply sharing your thoughts and words.
It turns the people you love angry, and you don’t understand why because you are literally just trying to express you.
Is there something wrong with me that by me being myself causing such reactions?
I stopped writing because I did not want to harm any soul. But what is that doing to mine?
I don’t know if I have the answer. I’m still pondering it all.
How do I express myself? How do I be true to myself without breaking the hearts of the people I would die for?
Maybe there would be something within them to know me needing to put my words into the world would sustain my soul and in no way disrespect them?
Maybe me sharing this will just … be.